Ellie excelled at making impatience look adorable.“Is she expecting a tip?” I think I had left my key card, lanyard and the rest up in Bethany’s... studio.“I don’t think there’s any cash on the island.” Ellie flicked the meat of my neck. “I want to eat the ass of a cow. Go.”I took Valkyrie’s offered hand. I stood up, there were several well dressed ladies coming, going, crossing, and looking pretty. The men had claimed one, two, six, or were trading girls amongst the available ones and each other.. In addition to the panties, she had on a lacy black bra, which just covered her small, pert tits; her long, firm legs and powerful thighs were encased in black stockings, and a black and red suspender belt framed her well-proportioned bottom and luscious pussy. A pair of black, Mary Jane heels completed the picture. She looked sexy as hell and had happily posed for me so I could take some pictures. I thought she could easily pass for a young dominatrix. I wondered how much of that was wishful. I did, and forgot all about it until I rode over to the west side of the ranch to check on that old piece-ass windmill. There they were, naked as the day they were born in that stock tank under the windmill. There was two men in there with them. I stayed hid and watched them until they got through taking turns fucking each other, then the men dressed in fancy clothes and rode their horses toward town. The sisters – Clara and Loria, are their names – anyway, they stayed in that stock tank for. He just could not get enough of her, fast enough, he grabbed her thighs forcing her lower body out of the water, her body slightly folded and her head back against the tub. He held her suspended, his fingers biting into her thighs as he bent his head and ran his tongue up her spread lips. Mimi turned her head against the cool porcelain tub, feeling that vibration begin as he took control of her body. He was relentless no matter how hard she squirmed he was firmly latched onto her pulsing.